All Rights Reserved | Copyright © 2025 William.Park01] [Lyrical Creation: William.Park01] [Persona : Jenna STONE by William.Park01 ] => Album : https://suno.com/playlist/56d708e2-bb26-42f3-8a33-16c25604815c [Intro] Mmm… I know I ain’t the picture they paint in gold frames, But baby, I’m still art… just came with the stains. Yeah… been down, been dirty, been high just to cope— But don’t confuse the mess with a lack of hope. Ooo, I still got soul in my bones... Even when I dance alone. [Verse 1] Yeah, 25 candles, burnt at both ends, Ice in my veins, demons for friends. Nurses talk sweet, say I’m better than this, Mirror got cracks, but I still blow a kiss. Daddy left nose candy, Mama left Whiskey, I found peace at the edge of a line. But I ain’t tryna die in no insane asylum bed, Just tryna dance with the ghosts in my head. [Pre-Chorus] I been low, I been lower than low, Talkin’ to shadows only I know. But baby, I ain’t made to be no fadeout tune, I’m a Sunday soul with a blood-red moon. [Chorus] I’m back in my groove, don’t count me out, Been broke, been high, been full of doubt. But I’m singin’ to the silence, loud and true— This heart’s got rhythm, still beatin’ through. Yeah, I’ve been used, I’ve been bruised, But I still choose... To love this girl in my busted shoes. [Verse 2] Told Doc I see colors when the world turns grey, He said, “That’s the fight in you, don’t let it fade.” Them pills slow me down but they steady my steps, I used to chase death, now I’m cashin’ breath checks. Love ain't been kind, I been hurt for the thrill, But I ain’t no junkie, I’m a queen with a will. Scars on my arms like notes in a song, Each one a beat where I chose to live on. [Pre-Chorus] I been wild, I been wrong, I been numb, But I got soul, honey, don’t play dumb. Got dreams in a drawer, keys in my hair, And fire in my chest like I just don’t care. [Chorus] I’m back in my groove, don’t kill my vibe, Been a runaway soul, now I’m back alive. I’m kissin’ my flaws like they brand new shoes— This girl got blues, but she pick and choose. Yeah, I’ve been cracked, I’ve been blacked out too, But I still choose… To love this girl in her busted shoes. [Bridge] Ooooh fuck, they tried to write me off, Put my name in the fog… But I danced through the dark, With a beat in my heart— Yeah, I found me again, Right at the end... [Final Chorus] Now I’m back in my groove, honey, feel that light, Took hell on the chin, now I glow at night. I’m a comeback queen in a nuthouse room— My crown's made of truth, not a flower in bloom. Yeah, I’ve been lost, but I always knew— That I’d still choose… To love this girl in her busted shoes. [Outro] So write it in gold, on my bughouse chart— “She got the fight, and she got the heart.” Ain’t perfect, but damn, I’m good news… Just a girl in groove, in her busted shoes.
